The night hangs heavy with potential. A whisper carries the scent of decay, a reminder that life turns ever onward. This is the time for renewal, to gather the gifts the dark offers. Let us celebrate this turning point and embark into the shadowed with eyes wide open. Men of a World of Desolation The winds howl through shattered cities, carrying

A shadow creeps over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie stripped, a testament to the waning reign of the last king. Whispers circulate through the villages, speaking of a curse that has drained the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain steadfast to uncover the secret behind this ecological disaster. Their journey guid